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Chapter 27 Cloning and Underpants Embroidery
"Lionel Luthor!"
"Yes, father!"
Lex Luthor touched his bald head, feeling tired for a while. Ever since he had the Cadmus project and had his own son, he felt that his head was getting cooler every day.
On the 13th, after spending billions of dollars, the only kid who survived among hundreds of clones is the Lionel Luthor who is floating in the air now.
Obviously this is his superman, and obviously his son is very obedient, this should have brought Luthor double happiness, but why did things turn out like this?
"Come down, I'll tell you a bedtime story!"
The black-haired boy floating in the air turned his head excitedly: "Is it the story of Superman?"
"No, it's a fairy tale." Lex glared at the curly-haired little boy. The boy stuck out his tongue, obediently put his feet on the ground, and followed Lex Luthor to the bedroom step by step.
"...so Magficent became Queen."
The boy who covered himself with a quilt on the bed and only showed a pair of eyes asked his father, "Why did you kill the princess?"
"It's a coup, my boy, the world is complicated, the human heart is full of desires, and all you need to do is take control of that."
Lionel Luthor blinked his eyes.
Lex tucked in the quilt: "Sleep well."
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Watchtower.
"B, I really, I really saw a..." Superman guarded the portal, waiting for his best partner in the world, when he saw the dark partner, he couldn't help showing his own face The dog's eyes pounced on it.
"Uh, this is... Robin?" Superman used his super speed to see the boy in Robin's uniform who was following Batman - hiss, why are there pants?
"This is Robin." Batman's voice was low.
I can't help but look up at this tall man in a red cape, the God of Earth, the Son of Light, the Man of Steel, the Son of Tomorrow, and the symbol of justice—how does it feel, a little different from what Dick described?
When Superman saw me, he quietly lowered his red boots: "Uh, hi, I mean, nice to meet you Robin."
"Me too."
I saw the little curl on Superman's head move uncomfortably.
Wait a minute, can that curly hair move by itself?
Batman pursed his lips as he strode forward, his cape billowing black behind him.
"Come on, Robin, I'll take you for an examination."
Tim's travels really made him a lot of progress, especially when he completely took the ship full of heroin and US dollars from the gangsters at the port of Gotham, the new Robin The name resounded throughout Gotham.
But, well, just be afraid of but.
Obviously Bruce had asked Siwa to help him pay attention to this child. When this child came back, Bruce still keenly felt that besides Siwa, there must be someone else who had an immeasurable influence on his Robin. He was a bit abnormal.
"Oh, yes, Batman." I trotted with Batman to the testing room inside the watchtower.
Superman stood there at a loss, what I just wanted to say is - I saw a small Superman, but I am sure I did not give birth to such a child with anyone, how could I have such a big child! ?
Batman, I need your help.
Don't go!
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"Lack of sleep, muscle fatigue, everything else is normal."
The testing equipment from Kryptonian technology told Batman that everything was fine with his Robin.
But recently Robin even forgot to drink coffee sometimes, what happened to Tim?
Ask Tim that, and he'll tell you this.
There was a little deviation in my world - I met a sophomore boy named Sherlock Holmes.
On the cruise ship, the British man with a horse face and curly hair called himself Sherlock Holmes, and he found out the tricks of the cargo on the ship. For the safety of this dead child, I had to work with him to get rid of the hidden things on the ship. Gangster in the hands of water.
——But the question is how can someone call this name!
In this world without Conan Doyle's works, it may be normal for an Englishman named Sherlock Holmes to appear with extremely strong reasoning.
……
No, that's why I'm a little abnormal.
I parted ways with the long-faced curly-haired man who muttered about the strange identity you must be hiding—it took me a while to persuade him to leave Gotham, but I think I became friends with this new century Holmes.
It's just that I tried my best to comfort myself in my heart. Without 221b Baker Street and Watson, he couldn't be a consulting detective.
It must be impossible.
I was flattered that Batman took me to the watchtower for an inspection - the watchtower is indeed an amazing place, a satellite built in space, a base for heroes.
I jumped out of bed after hearing the electronic ai say I was in good health: "Batman, I feel fine."
Batman looks at me.
I closed my mouth.
At this time, a tall man came in and rescued me. Superman in a red, yellow and blue uniform opened the room after knocking on the door: "I'm serious, B, another Kryptonian!"
Bruce told me, "Stay here." He hurried away with Superman.
I was alone in the consultation room, looking at the surrounding environment. I was very interested in the things in this consultation room that were completely out of the era of earth's electromechanical level. There was also an electronic AI, aha, I thought it would be another time It will take 20 years for the simplest prototype to appear.
Batman let me stay alone in the consulting room, so I can go out and see if someone else is in the consulting room.
"Hey Diana, did you see that I used to keep in the freezer..."
The door was opened by a man in a red uniform with a double flash logo on his chest, I had a quick flashback to the Batcave database, this was The Flash.
One of the fastest men in the world.
"Oh man, who are you?" Mr. Flash was visibly surprised to see me in the watchtower.
"Robin, Batman's new assistant."
"Okay, kid, isn't Batman here?" He looked visibly nervous.
"He went with Superman to take care of things."
"Are the chairman and the consultant going to deal with things alone again?" Flash scratched his head, "You are here for the first time, Robin, let me show you around the watchtower."
I readily agree.
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Mr. Flash is obviously a chatterbox, I don't know if it's because he has the speed force, the red talkative gentleman often talks too fast, which is why I suspect he didn't use his brain to think.
Once again I interrupted The Flash, who was eating a hamburger at the speed of autumn leaves:
"Do members of the Justice League keep their identities secret?"
"Of course!" The Flash replied to me while continuing to stuff the thick cheese beefburger into his mouth, "We are best partners, we can respect each other's identity and keep it secret."
I frowned, which was blocked by the domino mask. When the Flash was complaining to me just now, I had already extracted a lot of important information from his words-big eater, often working overtime from [-] to [-], There are several favorite restaurants in the city, and he actually complained about the sand sculpture regulations in the document issued by the U.S. General Police last time—this is the last time Dick called me and complained about it for three hours. remember things.
Based on the above conditions, I determined that this gentleman is an employee of the Midtown Police Department. He has a cheerful and lively personality. Because of the speed force, he has a huge demand for food. His height is about 1 meters and his weight is about 83 kg.
I subconsciously touched the portable computer on my waist. Now, as long as I connect to the Internet, I can find out the real identity of The Flash.
Dear The Flash, I'm pretty sure you lost your horse in front of Batman very early on.
But the superhero in the red tights looked at me and thought I wanted to eat: "No, this thick cheese burger is delicious! Thanks Bruce Wayne, the watchtower is awesome!"
During the night watch, I also like to eat this kind of junk food. I took a bite of the burger handed over by the Flash: "It's delicious, but what does this have to do with Bruce Wayne?"
"Well, Batman talked to that rich guy from Gotham. The watchtower was paid for by Wayne. Mr. Wayne is a good patron. Once Wonder Woman complained about the lack of ice cream in the watchtower. Bruce quickly Just sponsored an awesome ice cream machine! I'll take you to eat later!"
I'm not only sure that Flash, you must have lost your horse in front of Batman, but Batman's identity is absolutely strict in front of you.
I nodded and continued to eat thick beef burgers and chatted with The Flash. It was hard to imagine that this grown-up and famous superhero had such a lively and lovely personality, and he also admired Batman.
"Aha, who wouldn't want to be Robin?" After we finished chatting about Dick, The Flash finally ate the last of his beefburgers.
And Bruce appeared in the hall again with Superman, Bruce walked in front aggressively, he saw me sitting on the sofa: "Robin, there are some things to deal with, you go back to Gotham first."
The Flash raised his hand: "Hey! Bat! I can take care of the kids!"
Batman showed a disapproving look: "I think Robin took care of you."
Bruce hesitated, then said to me, "Gotham...the Oracle is here, Batwoman is back, and you can stay here if you want."
I shook my head, I never want to cause trouble for Batman, really, you have to believe me: "I'll go back by myself, you and Superman, it's important to solve your affairs together."
Batman nodded, Superman scratched his hair, and I saw the little curly hair on his head move again: "I'm very fast, or I'll send you back to Wayne Building first."
Tsk, why did you send me back to Wayne Mansion?Could it be that the world's number one partners have exposed their identities to each other?Batman didn't tell me before, he just told me to protect my identity, and when I put on the mask, I was just Robin.
"That's fine too."
Sitting in Superman's arms feels so sour, it's flying—and it's a completely different feeling from hang glider flying.
I sat in Superman's arms and hugged his neck, rolled my eyes, and suddenly asked, "Bruce was injured and went to the watchtower last time, did he rest well there?"
"I tried to persuade B, but he is super stubborn, I think I..."
Superman stopped suddenly in the air.
He looked at me with those blue eyes that looked like the sky, like the ocean, like everything mysterious.
A breath of silence spread between the two of us.
"how did you know"
"how did you know"
"you first"
"you first"
"Okay, I'll go first," I asked my question, "how did you know who Batman is? Batman knows you?"
"We have been good friends for more than 10 years..."
Superman faded away, stared at by the Kashmir sapphire eyes of the child in his arms.
"Okay," Superman resigned, "I already knew, you know, I helped Dick with his homework back then."
"..."
"Well, well, it's actually because I used perspective."
"But Batman coated his helmet with lead immediately after he knew your x-event couldn't wear lead!"
The professionals who followed Batman for 8 years immediately refuted!
"But," Superman's face suddenly turned red, "B he embroidered his name on his underwear."
……
Fuck, I embroidered my name on my panties too.
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Ah... persecuting Luthor is joy, persecuting Batman is double the joy.
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The Connor who played is Jacket Connor. For readers who haven’t seen this version, let’s popularize science. He recently appeared in Reign of Superman, such as Superboy V3, multi-aggregated Superboy, etc., and the world’s best partner Superboy/ Robin and other publications appeared.
Hei Yikang is also in the later plot, but it may be later.
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